i put my whole heart into this.
why couldn’t you do the same for me?

i keep defending you to everyone

“he’s a really good guy”.

are you? im starting to doubt you.

if you wre such a good guy

you wouldn’t have hurt me so many times now.

its not that you mean to,

you’re just…

dumb, i suppose.

yeah,

you’re actually really dumb.

i miss the summer version of you.

that’s the sweet guy i’m always defending,

not this stranger standing infront of me.

sometimes you remind me of the summer boy i was crazy about.

but only sometimes.

and in the down time, you have a habit of making me upset.

and i dont deserve that.

right?